• The kids clambered out of the bookmobile with Mr. C and Pascal, Dr. Newton’s assistant, who had tagged along. They all stood in front of a gigantic building. “Wow, I didn’t realize the Waksman Institute of Microbiology building was this huge,” declared Simon. “And look,” Chelsea added, pointing. “There are all the geese, hanging around on the front lawn, just read more

  • “I have something,” Simon said. The group gathered around him. Simon tapped to the name of a researcher on one of the posters. “Professor Apple. Get it?” “Get what?” Cooper said. “What does Professor Apple have to do with finding Dr. Newton?” “Simple,” Chelsea said. “The story is that Newton discovered gravity after getting bonked on the head with an read more

  • A woman wearing a white lab coat and gloves was bent over a tray. She looked up with a surprised expression. “Hold on a sec,” she said. “I need to cover these plates before they get contaminated.” “What are they?” Maya asked. “They look like clear hockey pucks.” Cooper swung an imaginary ice hockey stick. “Go, Scarlet Knights!” “They’re bacteria read more

  • Professor Apple picked it up and laughed. “This isn’t one of mine. In fact, these dark dots are drops of ink. And I would never leave purple smudges on a sterilized lab plate. Someone was playing a joke.” Everyone looked at Cooper. He held up his hands. “It wasn’t me.” Just then Pascal’s ears perked up. “Did you say purple read more